Thursday, 19 October 2017

Dutch Indian Summer

working title 'sunrise sunset'
might stick
still have a little sewing to do: the seams fold away neatly, a couple more stitches will help keep them in place; I knew I wanted it as a hanging object, but it was only when I remembered I had wire-bracelet-leftovers I knew how!

it feels very much like an Autumn piece, soft and warm 

Saturday, 7 October 2017

grateful for what life has to offer these days

life has been chock full of everything: emotions, changes, biking, autumn harvest, flukes and unexpected things happening

Like for instance in Utrecht, where the husband and self went to an exhibit at the Future Food Raum, and we ended up in a tiny caravan just opposite from where we were heading, found ourselves amidst a gathering of youngsters who could have been our kids, having bumped into Stan who invited us to come and join him for his workshop 'the 7 keys to happiness' how could we refuse?
colourful caravans

Stan the Man on the left
lovely studio for artist-in-residence, in this case Chloé Rutzerveld, food designer

I'm glad we met Stan as the food of the future was pretty bland.....fortunately we also met up with friend L. making for a very pleasant afternoon

An emotional last September work-week at Miele (my former employer) saying goodbye to lots of folks and a final goodbye party at one of my now ex-colleagues house Saturday a week ago.
Sunday a day filled with live music as a coup le of us went on a so-called indoors tour in Gorinchem (Binnenskamers) where people with nice (i.e. large) houses open their doors and let us strangers in to enjoy several live  acts; I wany to mention Helga Buitelaar, a local artist singer-songwriter extraordinaire; 

I always love live music, say to self I should attend such events more often and so I have booked 2 tickets to Father John Misty in November! yay am so happy

my life is happening: back home from my last day in the Miele-office I received a request from a friend: would I like to exhibit together with other artists in the theatre in Gorinchem (nearest town) for the performance of choir Klink! (for 2 days in December)
yes of course I would and I instantly had ideas, small journey clothstrips  with feathers and crystal pendants suspended from the ceiling, rather theatrical and so fitting I think

more importantly I realised I feel liberated,  as if the mist in my brain has evaporated now that I have made a positive choice, a job closer to home, less pay but also more time and freedom of movement!
after months of agony about the whole outsourcing project, the sense that I was stuck and had to spend so many hours commuting.....all that has gone and I am full of energy

a glimpse of the fridge: glass bottles with milk, buttermilk, vanilla vla, from a farm very nearby where they make farmer's cheese and also sell other dairy produce, lucky us; bottle on the left is my home made kombucha, my yoga teacher gave me my first scoby. I only thought to show this as the basket in the top image was bought in this farmers shop this morning! 

meanwhile in our front garden, the sweet chestnut has been extremely generous; so far I have gathered 15 kilograms in the basket below, more are falling as I type....on the right a roedeer hindquarter, which has now been simmering since 1 pm this afternoon, after an hour's marinating. It's now 6:30 pm so the meat will have fallen off the bone, mmm looking forward to a warm dish like this as Autumn has arrived, with a glass of red wine of course

so what about my new job as receptionist/handyman? I have been there everyday this past week, not quite full-time but getting to know the ropes; I feel it's gonna be just fine for 2,5 days, I get to meet many people and make their welcome into the building a friendly experience.
It's in the Business Centre Gorinchem meaning it's close enough to cycle to, which I have done for 4 days now (skipped Thursday as the wind and rain were just too fierce) the cycling itself is an adventure:
day number 1 saw me losing my bag which I had attached the wrong way round, duh (I did manage to retrieve it and fix it the right way round)
day number 3 on the bike started off just fine, and just as I was humming a fine tune thinking how perfect all it was, it started to rain, but believe it or not, my leggings stayed dry as the breeze combined with the heat produced by the cycling made everything all right again
day number 5 on my way to work I lost an earring whilst fidgeting with my scarf, so had to stop, get off, walk back and pick up the beautiful jewel, it was Roz's ! On my return journey through the woods I lost the left pedal! ugh got off and tried to fix that....managed to cycle back home and will have to deal with that tomorrow

What amazed me most is how unfazed and relaxed I was through it all: this was the most meaningful realisation for me, how un-stressed I have become.....finally

basket overflowing

Tuesday, 12 September 2017


 sometimes it doesn't take a lot to make me happy

the 2 strips sewn together 'Jude-style'  so they fold flat effortlessly

some days that's all i need

Tuesday, 5 September 2017

time to change

Father John Misty Holy Shit

quiet weather, a hint of Autumn in the evening and early morning, pleasant nonetheless; after almost 4 weeks holiday I 'm due back in the office tomorrow; September will be strange, not least because I'll be working different days than I normally do, the weirdest part is it's going to be my last one for the firm; October sees our department moving away to a call-centre a long way away, and I'm not moving with them! Hurray, I say, as I have landed a job much closer to home, reducing my commute to a mere 15 min bicycle ride in part through the woods, cause for much relief on my part. Suddenly it all happened so fast, after months of agony (I exagerate) and not being able to make a decision concerning my future, during the holiday one thing became absolutely clear: no way was I going to travel that far 3 days a week. What then? At a party Sunday a week ago I spoke to a friend of a friend who was looking for someone to share her job with, we both wanted a part time position, she contacted her boss on Monday, he sent me an email, I replied, we set a date for the job interview, spoke with each other on Thursday early afternoon, by 4pm he rang to welcome me on board! Looking forward to a change in my career, the office part of the week that is. As the rest of my life remains much the same: walks with Django, family and studio life will most likely continue as before. A small series of watercolours came to life last night, looking back I see they are all to do with (meditating upon) change......

dancing figures, groovy moves - or so they imagine - hips thrusting back and forth, into empty space; twirling nimble limbs, whilst hands flap & clap, there's some whooping as they turn away and then towards one another, catching glimpses of each other's eye, the darting glance, are we connected yet? almost but never quite touching, groping gestures disguised as striking poses; a ritual performance lasting into the early hours, hoping encounters will entail, suddenly fearing the longing will be met, dreading the aftermath

transformation, finding one's identity, as if that's something lying about waiting to be found

dead hare

reflection 2, is that really me I see, how do others view me?

metamorphosis * the hare becoming human or was it the other way round, who knows together they could become a new being altogether

reflection 1, then again, perhaps it's a mating ritual

hare dreaming of becoming a ballerina

ran out of paper, continued on cardboard back
almost always several projects on the go, so no matter how small the workable workspace is I manage to squeeze in yet another one, a result of my tendency to have stuff lying on every available surface, so I don't forget about stuff......


Saturday, 2 September 2017

red, white and blue

the Small Shop

 brooches red/blue doggie 10 euro's a piece*, some have a leaf on the back, others a spiral or a three fold symbol triskelion; the dogs are hand-cut lino's, by me that is, the others are shop bought wood cuts, presumably also hand-made
* see Shop page on how to buy

Friday, 25 August 2017

how 'bout I wear one?

 a week of peace allows ideas to evolve and also come to fruition, 5 small doggie brooches; they are for sale at 15 10 euro's a piece, will make a shop page later, off for an evening walk with friends

rough idea of size in relation to human being

Thursday, 24 August 2017


my shadow on Bodmin Moor
I had decided for this week at least to try staying at home, no looking for distractions, no excuses for not being here
being here and trying to figure out what it is that matters, truly matters
a holiday from everything then

my boring life, nothing like what I see on facebook, where we're all doing exciting stuff or else we're sharing what we eat

Sunday friend M dropped by, we went for a walk, talked; I pottered a bit in the garden and the studio, read an Agatha Christie
Monday 2 friends with 2 dogs came to visit, we went for a walk and talked, more of the pottering in garden,  studio
Tuesday drove youngest to the station, went to the dentist, venturing farther than I had wanted to, but still pretty mundane and back home back to the business of pottering, more reading, also lots of staring at skies, insects flitting, toads hopping, birds feeding, the dog lying in the sun and the shade

lying  on the grass, when had I last done that? Django was quite excited and wanted to play, the smell of grass, the warmth of the sun. the skin prickly, sweaty, thoughts drifting

Wednesday a phonecall from a friend closeby, within walking distance if I had time to drop by and welcome home her boyfriend, returning from a cycling tour? yes, I have time; later on a drive to collect son, becoming calm within despite these activities

lots of sketching, collages in several notebooks, catching up on these slow paced activities, how much have I missed these

past year has been so hectic with job-related unknowns, still doubting how to proceed, leaving that in the background as much as possible for now

started sewing again, yoga each morning, enjoying that

4 wooden stamps bought in Eden project shop

testing, have cut off left and right strips, they will become something else

doggy chasing leaves

a day later it seems so mean, not letting the dog ever being able to catch those leaves, am tempted to make a small pillow with doggy and leaves and use the dotted fabric for something else

the light tree I do like like this

Father John Misty, loving all he sings and says, just listen